The Heir Of Caladan Novels & Stories

He was a ghost, haunting the edges of a world that had moved on without him. "He'll never stop hunting us," Vivian said one evening, sitting by the fire in the new house. Her sister, Elena—the other Elena—lived with her now, healing from years of captivity. "Men like him don't know how." "Then we'll be ready," Riley said. "We'll always be ready. That's what an heir does—protects what was given." --- The second anniversary of Tata Pedro's death fell on a rainy Tuesday. Riley woke before dawn, kissed Kyle's sleeping shoulder, and walked to the orchard alone. The rain was soft, warm, the kind of rain that made things grow.

He asked, looking at me from head to toe and focusing on the neckline of my blouse, making me roll my eyes. I move closer to him, glaring at him. "I am the Montanari heiress, this chair is mine!" I speak a little lower, but firm and serious. "And I am your future husband and I would have to take over the company". Seriously spoken. "But don't worry, I can make you secretary. You'll be great to work with". Speaks mischievously, licking his lips as he looks down at my cleavage again. I roll my eyes and walk over to his side, controlling myself so I don't end up committing murder.

“You don't have to do that. I'll comply.” “Good,” Adan said. “We all have to work together to make this work. After my brother’s passing, I was supposed to be made the rightful heir to the empire but Caliste decided to give it to her grandson Niklaus.” Orson watched Adan from the corner of his eye. He could never accept Adan as the heir to the empire because he also wanted everything for himself but he didn't voice his opinions. ‘Not now,’ he thought. ‘I'd let him do all the hard work for me. Take over Caliste and Niklaus. Then I'd take over you.’

I pursed my lips in thought. "Listen, I don't know what may happen to us but Calyx talked to me and his suggestion made sense." "What are you talking about?" I asked in confusion "My dad's obviously targeting me. He wants me and the will clearly states that if I die, the land and the company goes back to him unless I have a son." Iñigo spoke "I don't want you to be burdened or be targeted so I will publicly name Calyx my heir but the true heir shall be you."

I stand there, panting, trying to clear my thoughts of the tiredness. I need to find a way to change this "last mission" of the heir. I don't know why he ran away, but I'm sure he'll be back. I can't run away forever, especially when he has a physical advantage. Any kid my age would easily accept a hug, but I'd rather die in battle. That's why they made it his final mission. Wait, the heir is under the tutelage of a new teacher since we arrived in Castile, since according to reports his last teacher is at home due to injury in battle. The only teacher in Castile who knows me so well is. . .

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5 billion dollar contract he has his eyes set on. Raising his glass, Mr. Hallow laughed, gazing at his son, and said, "Of course! The Hallow and the Riders are going to become a household name not only locally, but internationally. Now that your daughter is joining our family, we will make sure to take good care of her."

He said, “What if I don’t want to cancel my date with Miss Larson?” Calw’s face darkened as his brows twitched. His blue eyes reflected a biting chill as he said to Philip coldly, “My friend, you may not know who I am. My name is Calw and I come from one of the most powerful halls in the 12 Sacred Halls of the West, the Hall of the Underworld. I’m one of the seven great envoys under Lord Hades! As long as I want to, all the rich families and powerful enterprises present here can vanish into nothing in an instant.” After that, the atmosphere in the whole hall gradually cooled down.

“Front page of three entertainment sites. Two business blogs. And one political rag that should absolutely know better.” Zara sent the link. Alicia didn’t open it right away. She already knew what it would be. When she did, the photo stared back at her. Alex’s hand at her waist. Her head tilted toward him. The dance floor lights blurred just enough to make it intimate and undeniable. HEIR TO THE GEORGE EMPIRE REKINDLES ROMANCE WITH FORMER FLAME — SOURCES CONFIRM A CHILD IS INVOLVED Her stomach dropped. “They’re speculating,” Zara continued. “Nothing confirmed. But they’re circling.”

The notary's finger hovered above the keyboard for a moment. "Mrs. Fuzio." He adjusted his glasses, not daring to look straight at me. "The heir next in line needs to be present to confirm his intentions." I was confused. Christian Fuzio was an only child. His parents passed away ten years ago. We were married for 20 years with no children. "What did you say?" Before the notary could reply, the doors opened. When the boy walked in, I didn't even react. That was, until I saw his face.